"No!"
A voice rang out, brimming with fury.
It was Yan Lei's voice.
He stared blankly up at the sky, at the scattering Popular Will and Literary Qi, his eyes filled with despair, rage, and bitter unwillingness.
This was his hope of becoming a Grand Confucian-his hope of regaining that rank!
He had never imagined that Xu Qingxiao would destroy it outright at this very moment.
He could not accept it. He simply could not accept it!
Nor was he alone. Zhang Ning also stared at the heavens in a daze.
The Popular Will had almost finished coalescing!
Xu Qingxiao had shattered his hope of advancing another step just like that.
His eyes bulged as though they would split, filled with hatred.
Both men wanted to swallow Xu Qingxiao alive.
One had hoped to become a Grand Confucian again.
The other had hoped to advance further.
They had waited so long, hoped so long. They had even made their preparations-one to regain his rank as Grand Confucian, the other to ascend to Heaven-and-Earth Grand Confucian.
Yet Xu Qingxiao had destroyed everything like this.
Their eyes almost bled. Zhang Ning was so enraged that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
But that was not even the most important part of this affair.
That was Xu Qingxiao's three questions.
In Great Wei's Capital.
Almost everyone was watching what happened inside the Literary Palace.
All this time, Yan Lei had been harassing Xu Qingxiao with utterly despicable methods. Now, not only had Xu Qingxiao counterattacked from the brink of defeat-
He had driven Sage Zhu's Lineage into a desperate corner.
Of the three questions Xu Qingxiao had asked Yan Lei, the first two were not the most frightening.
Ultimately, those two questions concerned nothing more than depraved character.
One scoundrel among the